02-19-1969

Fillmore West

San Francisco, California

Billed as the Frontiers of Science Celestial Synapse, the Dead reportedly played for four hours to an invite-only crowd of 1500. The tape below captures some of the action, and it is hot and, at points, weird. Below is a bit of a description about the happening from Rolling Stone’s April 5, 1969 issue:

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gd69-02-19.sbd.cotsman.4511.sbeok.shnf
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This is a very strange show. The start of Lovelight is clipped, with the recording improving from what is a ragged condition at first. The sound system has technical difficulties, with an intermittent buzz during portions of Lovelight from a bad electrical connection. There is some minor static at 9:30 of the first track. The vocals are very low in the mix, and difficulties with the sound system might explain a lack of singing during the second set, though the jams are very inspired. The recording includes a group chant between sets, which may include members of the band, crowd, a woman who sounds like Grace Slick, a child, an imposter-drummer, security etc.
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Lovelight -> NFA -> Lovelight, Jam -> The Main Ten -> Jam -> Dark Star Jam -> Other One Jam -> Jam
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SBD > MC > D > CD
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00:00
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Turn On Your Lovelight
20:51
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Not Fade Away
04:09
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Turn On Your Lovelight
09:34
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banter
03:28
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chanting
22:11
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Jam
07:16
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The Main Ten
04:52
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Jam
23:19
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The Other One Jam
12:38
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It was a “Frontiers of Science Celestial Synapse.” A what? What’s Frontiers of Science? What’s a synapse, and what’s the Grateful Dead’s name doing among the lines of medieval Irish script, the kind preferred for church bulletins?

The answer to the questions raised by the classy printed invitations was unquestionably the best musical gathering in months. Fifteen hundred invitations were sent out for the February 19 event, and though there was no other announcement, probably double that number attended. Everyone was treated to the best vibrations and some of the best music the Fillmore West had seen in some time.

After a stirring oboe and bagpipe introduction by the Golden Toad, Don Hamrick of Frontiers of Science spoke for a few minutes in a gentle rural accent, addressing the crowd as “the Goodly Company.” “It is our hope,” he said, “that this evening there will be an opening and a free interchange, so that something new may emerge. Let the barriers fall, let there be a merging.”

The article goes on to describe the Dead’s role:

Then the Grateful Dead began a set that ran for four hours or so with scarcely an interruption. “I haven’t seen anything like this in years — it’s like one of the old Ken Kesey Acid Tests,” said Bob Thomas, piper of the Toad and, like the Dead, veteran of many an Acid Test, “– only it’s less hectic and confused. It’s fucking amazing.” People were handing each other flowers, joints, funny incomprehensible little picket signs four inches high.

The Dead played continuously, a flowing improvisatory set of new material. (Originally the concert was to be recorded for inclusion on the next Dead album, but last-minute difficulties in setting up the recording equipment scotched that.) Three light shows were playing, at no charge to the sponsors. The Grateful Dead and Bill Graham donated their services for free. Invitations had gone out to people in music and a broad range of psychedelic tribes — from Rancho Olompali and other communes to the Hells Angels. Many Frontiers of Science people and other communards could be seen embracing each other, greeting strangers, dancing and celebrating.

Apparently, the whole night was the beginning of a five-day Frontiers of Science conference. Frontiers of Science was the brainchild of Don Hamrick, a modern-day prophet who was supposedly called to “establish order and unity on earth and to connect the physical and metaphysical aspects of science.” He believed there was a

which is affected by human vibrations and which may either change shape (a creative change) or change size (a destructive change, since it would cause earthquakes). The idea is to send down good vibrations to change the shape of that crystal, and the Celestial Synapse may very well have done just that.

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One response to “02-19-1969”

  1. Darryl Robert Schoon, www.drschoon.com Avatar
    Darryl Robert Schoon, www.drschoon.com

    I was “there”, i.e. The Celestial Synapse. In 1966, I was a student at Hastings College of the Law in San Francisco (Kamala Harris’ alma mater). That October, I dropped acid. The next year, I was living on Haight Street and operating the upstairs food concession at the Family Dog’s Avalon Ballroom on Sutter St (which is why we were invited). Between sets, when Steve Gaskin blew his couch shell (the signal which we all knew, the crowd – almost all on acid – started to aum which turned the chant “we are all One”. The Dead then returned to the stage taking us even higher. When I walked out of the Carousel Ballroom onto Market Street, it was dawn and I heard the words, “This is over. It’s time to take it to the world.” What a long strange trip it is. Nameste

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